The bird that I see,
I realize I am a catastraphe.
The world below my feet,
my legs my arms are feeling weak.
Explosions in my mind,
fueling the words in this rhyme.
The pain in my heart,
unbearable from the start.
and I can see that look in your eyes,
I can tell it is me you dispise.

Happy Thoughts Of Death Dark Thoughts Of Life

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